Those who, like me coming home, those who, like me, did not sleep, those who live in the other corner ...... midnight, they are experiencing how life?
12 o'clock at night, going to bed early man had been lying in bed, start or sweet or bitter, or scared or happy dream. Those who sleep at night, each have their own life theater.
Some people are busy brush phone, sleep was not sleepy; some people are busy working, but did not dare to sleep sleepy; some people to coax the baby to sleep, baby sitting up he dozed off; some people how the number of sheep, is not sleep, suffering alone during the long night; some people hard pretentious, stay up all night beverages altogether; some people ......
Lu Xun "set it" the end of the chapter, "small essays" wrote: "downstairs a man sick to the death, and that the partition wall of a phonograph singing, opposite the children upstairs to get two people laughing; there are sound cards. . river boat a woman crying for her dead mother. human joys and sorrows are not the same, I just think they are noisy. "
Every second has a different story takes place late at night,
Today's painting, maybe you have a night.